Some of you may already know that we are beekeepers in my family and we make honey.
We’ve been doing it ever since I can remember, actually it goes back a few generations.
I grew up surrounded by bees and I was never scared of them, because they are beautiful, hardworking insects and we are not as important to them as they are to us, and they don’t have time to waste with us. They sting only if their life or their queen is endangered. If a bee come close to you, please, don’t try to kill it! It will just fly around you looking for some juicy pollen, and when it will realise you are a tasteless, boring human being, it will just leave. Bees dramatically decreased in populations in the past few years, but we desperately need bees on our beautiful planet.
The process of making honey is fascinating, if you don’t mind a bunch of bees buzzing around you constantly. I know it has became fashionable lately, because of the increased awareness of people toward organic, local food. I love spending Sundays with my family making honey, getting my hands sticky and just breathing that heavenly perfume. I find it relaxing.
My dad is finally retiring now and he will have more time to dedicate to beekeeping, so I am helping him with social network and just letting all our friends know about this small family business 🙂
The smell of honey reminds me of home.
We’re settling down quite well in the new flat. As I write, I am surrounded by cardboard, bags, luggage and half built furniture.
This is our 9th move in 5 years. I changed 9 homes.
It can seem fascinating and interesting and intriguing and adventurous, but the truth is that most of all it’s tiring. It’s tiring to pack and unpack constantly, to know that yet again this is a “temporary” accommodation and that soon, a year maximum, we will be on the move again.
This time though, we are in a truly beautiful flat and I am glad we got to furnish it to our taste. I can’t wait for it to be finished! There is plenty of light, we have huge windows here. Oh, and we are some 300 metres from Regent’s park so…I can’t really complain.
I can’t wait to have the stove and oven installed, so I will be finally able to cook something! We’ve been eating fridge food and take away for a week now and I can’t take it anymore: I need my pasta!!
I know I never mention my son in my posts, I do it because I want to keep him out of the Internet for as long as possible. It is already a battle everyday to get people NOT to put his pictures on Social Networks. I am actually the happiest I have ever been and it’s thanks to him, my little boy 🙂
And here we are. I have to go back to London.
I’ve had British Airways page open on my computer for two days, I have to buy the ticket, I really have to, but I don’t want to. I wish I could stay.
On the plus side, we have a new flat, so I will be too busy browsing IKEA website to be worrying about the horrible weather, the tasteless food and the cold temperature. At least, I hope so.
Below some pictures from our last trip around home, pictures of what I am leaving.
I hope you liked them!
Make your heart like a lake with a calm, still surface and great depths of kindness.
-Lao Tzu –
This is the peaceful Lago d’Idro (Lake Idro), it was a revelation as I’ve only been here once, about 12 years ago, it was by night and I don’t remember much. This is also the least popular of the three lakes surrounding Brescia (the others are Garda and Iseo). I actually really like it because it’s not full of people and it’s completely surrounded by mountains. The air is so fresh and cool, a relief in this heat!
I am grateful I could walk around this calm place, in such a peaceful atmosphere…
I’m traveling a lot around here and I will post more pictures as soon as possible. I hope you are enjoying your summer!
So here I am. Home.
I was used to hate it here, to think it was nothing special and very provincial, until I moved to London and realised what “ugly place” means.
I realised that I grew up surrounded by beauty, but I always took it for granted. Not anymore. Every time I come home (very often) I appreciate everything, and I mean everything, from a red strawberry standing out of a green bush to breathtaking mountain views.
Here few photos I’ve taken this month, while traveling in Italy, more to come.
I hope you will enjoy it!
This is Cesovo, a tiny village made of 122 souls, where my father grew up. We have a big old house there and we grow fruit and vegetable, we keep rabbits and chickens and we make delicious honey.
This is where it is:
And here some pictures from our short break to the sea. Choosing where to go to the sea in Italy is a real dilemma….there is so much choice! Eventually I decided to go exploring a region I had never been before and I couldn’t be happier about this decision, it was beautiful and breathtaking and I loved every minute of it!
We went to Sirolo, a small town on the Conero riviera, where nature takes over and where people are kind.
The first picture of the below trio is a city called Recanati. It’s the native town of one of the most important, popular and famous Italian writer from the 19th century, Giacomo Leopardi. He wrote some amazing poetry, very romantic and very anguished…so Italian!
I wanted to share with you an amazing page I found in this ocean of information that is the Internet. The page is called Day of happiness and it’s dedicated to make the world a better place by bringing more happiness into it. If you register, you can download the Ten Keys to Happier Living Guidebook, packed with useful tips and advices on how to live a happier, fulfilled life.
The page is sister to Action for Happiness, another amazing place to go when you are wondering and browsing around, to get a bit of inspiration and to lift your mood when you feel down.
Below are two of the many many posters you can find there to inspire you to take a small step towards a happier life.
I find these pages to be very inspiring and I feel better just by reading through them, I hope it will have the same effect on you!